11. More Pain for Nisa
CHAPTER 11
MORE PAIN FOR NISA
Leo
My shower is quick, and my nut is even faster.
I feel like a fucking creep. After the small interaction with Nisa, I ran straight to my room and jerked off against the tile wall of the shower. The cold water did nothing to wash the shame away.
I know better. It doesn't matter what Spike says, Nisa is off-limits. Even if it was okay for me to fuck her, I'm not the type of man that likes to have too many responsibilities. A fucking ol' lady is not something I want to deal with, not when I have to deal with these knuckleheads in the club.
No, a sweetbutt will do any day.
I'm not stupid enough to say that I've never noticed her looking at me. That I don't see the sexy way Nisa bites her lip when I get too close, as if my smell is enough to push her libido into overdrive. The thought always used to make me smile, but now I fucking hate it. I hate that she's right there, willing to give me what I need, and I can't do anything about it. I hate that she's what I fucking need.
The shower does little to take the edge off. I'm not going to get any sleep tonight. I might as well check on shit, make sure whoever is supposed to be watching the front is awake and alert.
I can check on Nisa as well.
I push my hair away from my face and walk out of my room. It's almost morning now, and everyone is officially asleep, minus Shake, who's standing by the front door swiping on his phone.
"You paying attention?"
He fumbles and quickly pushes his phone into his pocket. "Shit, yeah, Leo. Nothing going on here tonight."
"Yeah, make sure your nose isn't too deep into that phone. Who are you texting anyway?"
A half-smile inches up his cheeks, and even from where I'm standing, I can see him blushing. "Amelia."
"The girl from the tattoo parlor?" I jerk my head back, and my mouth opens slightly. Amelia is a fucking handful, and she takes no shit. The last I heard, she was locked up in the county jail for fighting. Just the type of woman I expect to chew Shake up and spit him out.
"Yeah."
I laugh, "Kid, you better be careful. She'll eat you alive."
He shrugs uncomfortably before he rubs the back of his neck, "Nah, man, it's not like that. She's just someone to talk to."
I throw my hands up in surrender. I didn't really give a fuck. It's his dick. "Hey, it's no shade. She's a good girl, just meaner than a fucking snake. I hope you can handle her."
Shake's eyebrow arches up, but he says nothing. Yeah, he's already had a taste.
"Whatever, bro, I'm just going to check on Nisa. Which room is she in?"
She's in the back, the last one to the right.
I nod and make my way over there. Hopefully, she's already asleep. Then I'd check on the progress Tella made while I was riding around. He said that he was going to start rebuilding the outside deck last night.
"Mmm, fuck."
I slow my stroll down as I hear her soft voice floating in the air.
No. No fucking way.
I lean my head back and groan. If she's back here touching herself, I'm going to lose my shit. I should turn around and let her have her privacy, but my feet keep moving forward.
I swear if she is pleasuring herself, I'll walk away. That's easy. I can do that.
I lie to myself with every step. My palms start to sweat, and I hold my breath as I hear her moan out again and a soft whimper float in the air. Is that what she sounds like when she's fucking?
My cock is rock hard for the hundredth time tonight thinking about her. I get to her door, crack it open, and push. I just want to get one peek.
I find Nisa in the room balled up in the fetal position. Her hands pressed tightly to her head.
This isn't pleasure. The girl is in pain.
"Ahh, fuck." She hisses out.
"What the hell, Nisa? What's wrong?" I walk into her room and stand by her bed.
"Nothing. get out." She answers through her clenched jaw.
"Christ, why does everything have to be so difficult with you? There's obviously something the matter. You're rolling around and moaning in pain. Tell me." I demand.
"Leo, please just go away. I want to sleep." The bite that was in her voice before is gone, and she looks up to me with agony in her eyes.
"Babe, don't be like that." I sit down on the edge of the bed next to her. I turn my body to drape my arm over her midsection and use my thumb to rub her arm. She shivers, but then groans in pain again. Every dreadful sound makes my muscles tense up. "Nisa, what's the matter? You need me to get Doc?"
"No, I'm fine." She replies again.
My hands clench, and I glare at her. Finally, after a few seconds of a stare-down, she smirks. "Fine, you win. My head Leo. It feels like someone is trying to break out of my skull."
"You have migraines?" I've never had one, thankfully, but I have seen the pain some of the other guys go through when they are stuck with one. Shit looks like fucking torture.
"No, well, I didn't. It's the concussion. The doctor said I would get bad headaches from time to time. They were giving me pain medication in the hospital. I haven't had to deal with it on my own yet. I'll be fine." She pats my thigh weakly.
My chest tightens with anger when I hear her say she'll deal with it on her own. Why the fuck should she have to deal with anything on her own. Not while I'm here.
"I'll be right back, okay." I stroke her arm once again before I get up and walk out of the room. I walk with purpose over to the Doc's room. His door is closed, but I know he doesn't have anyone in there with him. I walk right in without knocking to find him asleep.
I lean down and shake him awake. He can sleep after Nisa feels better.
"Prez? What's going on?" He jerks up in the bed and looks around, probably thinking there's some sort of threat.
"Relax, everything is okay. I need you to help me with Nisa. She's having a nasty migraine she says is from the concussion. Do you have anything that she can use?"
Doc sighs in relief before he rubs a hand down his face. "Shit, yeah, she's in pain. Uh, let me see what I have." Doc gets out of bed and walks over to his locked cabinet. In there, he has a whole stash of medications and hospital-grade equipment. We keep it locked up in here because he's the only one I know for sure won't try to shove those pills down his throat.
"Yeah, give her two of these and make sure she's drinking a lot of water. You want me to set up an IV?"
I shake my head. She's not going to like that at all. "No, let me see if this will work for her. If anything, I'll come back and get you."
"So you're saying going back to sleep isn't an option?" He laughs and leans against the drug cabinet.
"I'll only come back if she gets worse, okay?" It's the best I can promise him right now, because if she gets worse, I surely will wake his ass up again.
"Yeah, let her know that it'll take about twenty minutes to kick in, and when it does, she's going to be groggy."
I nod and walk out of his room. I take a detour and grab a bottle of water out of the fridge before I rush back to where I can still hear Nisa groaning in pain.
"Hey, sweetheart, I'm back."
Her eyes are barely open, but it's not from sleep. It's from pain. I want to rage and throw shit around. I hate this. I hate that she's sitting here in pain and all I can do is offer her a pill. She should never be hurt like this.
"Hmm, I thought you got lost." She jokes.
"Nah, I had to speak with Doc." I sit as softly as my large frame will allow next to her on the bed. I show her the medicine. "He says that this is going to make you feel better. You'll be groggy in a few, though."
She shakes her head barely before she's grimacing in pain. "No, Leo. I'll be fine. I don't need to be knocked out in here. I have to go back to see momma in a few. Just let me ride it out."
"No, I will not let you ride this shit out. Why do you have to be so stubborn all the time? Just let me take care of you, Nisa." I hold the pills out for her, and she sighs.
"Okay, Leo. Okay." She tries to sit up, but she's so drained that she can hardly move. I cradle the back of her head and slip the two pills into her mouth. I open the bottle with my mouth and press the opening to her lips. She takes a few sips, enough to get the pills down, but tries to back off right after that.
"No, babe, drink more."
"Leo." She complains.
"Woman, don't make me force me this water down your throat. Drink some more."
"So bossy."
"I'm not bossy. I just know what's best for you right now. I'm not going to have you here in pain."
She drinks more before I turn the bottle away and place it on the side table.
"You know what's best for me, huh? It almost sounds like you care." She jokes as she gets comfortable again in the bed.
"Nisa, I care. I care more than I should. As much as you fight me, I hope you fucking know that." I do my best to keep my tone even.
"I hear you, Leo. I just wish you'd show sometimes." Her face seems to relax as the medicine takes hold of her.
I push a few strands of hair away from her face. She's such a drop-dead beauty. I know what she's saying. I can read between the lines. She wants me to make her mine. It's getting harder to keep telling myself no.
"Maybe one day, Nisa. Go on to sleep. I'll wait here until you do."
She smirks at me and closes her eyes in relief.
I watch her and stay there next to her long after she drifts off. I'm not the smartest man in the world, but there's one thing I know for sure.
I'm in fucking trouble.